Romantic Raining

4.16 in the afternoon. It’s cloudy out there. Oooo…I can hear Mr. Stormy now. Probably, it’s gonna rain.

Checking the mood for a moment. Romantic rhythm is on the track. Flashing on my mind, she’s in the rain. Smiling in satisfaction. Her eyes, naughtily flirting at me. Holding her hand towards me, begging me to join her. I don’t know…watching you dancing in the rain, makes the summer a year away from me.

You are getting wet, sweetheart. Towel already in my left hand and hot coffee is waiting in my right hand. I’m your statue, standing here to serve you.

Come to me, come to me now. Your white dress now is the colour of your skin. You sway your hair right to left while you’re running. Raindrops are falling down from your beautiful body in frustration. How you will hug and kiss me with your wet pink lips. No hurry honey, there will be no time machine to stop the moment you are in my arms.

Then, you run towards me. I’m watching and waiting with my hands widely open. My eyes are sparkling with joy now. I’m already sweating in the rain.

But suddenly you disappear from my view. Where have you been? It can not be, I’m not dreaming. Oooppsss…what are you doing down there?

I’m sorry, just able to see you fall. I know it’s slippery, plus it’s raining. Next time, please don’t run in the rain, you might fall.

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“hoiiiii!!! What are you doing in there” that voice really tells me that I’m back to reality.
“Can’t you see it’s raining heavily out there? Close all the windows”.
“Alright mum”, reply in puzzle.